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September Is Suicide Awareness Month — And This Is My Story
We can change the narrative and start talking about suicide and mental illness!
My story and how close I was to end my life
Reached one of the lowest points in my life just before New Year 2015, where I felt that now was the time to abandon this hell that my life felt the way it was. I only saw one way out, and that was to finish it myself, with the help of a train, I thought. ‘Then it goes fast, and I will no longer feel the pain inside me, and so I think those who take the last step think. Which, in my World, as a believer, is a strange way of looking at things, nothing that I took with me from my upbringing.
The story behind my suicide attempt was this:
I stood there and balanced, and Arlanda Express (A fast commute train between Stockholm City and Arlanda Airport) rushed forward and got closer and closer. I remember that I was as stunned by the anxiety medication and that in my slightly disturbed state, there was a voice…
